No Money to Cultivate Immortality? - Chapter 823 (Patreon)

Chapter 823: Immortal Descendant Level 6, The New Generation’s Successor

After Zhang Yu finished extracting all the Grotto-Heaven Power from the predecessor’s corpse, the body he had been unable to store away before could now be easily taken into his grotto-heaven.

And just like the previous times he had liberated predecessors, Zhang Yu’s consciousness once again entered the other party’s dream of memories.

Watching the hazy lights and shadows shift endlessly, Fu Ji said, “There’s another TV drama to watch. This should be the final episode, right? We’re finally getting the grand finale.”

Curiosity also rose in Zhang Yu’s heart. “Just what is the identity of this corpse? Why did Senior Ying Xintian hide it under so many layers?”

While Zhang Yu was thinking, the lights and shadows before his eyes changed, and a scene that felt familiar to him emerged.

“This place is… the former mountain gate of Myriad Laws Sect, right?”

In the previous dreams of memory, Zhang Yu had seen similar scenes and knew this should be the location of Myriad Laws Sect’s mountain gate during the Righteous-Demonic War.

Under the gazes of Zhang Yu and the others, a young girl was breathing in spiritual essence atop a mountain peak, condensing mana.

After finishing her daily breathing exercises, the girl went to a lecture hall to study martial arts and Dao Techniques. At night, she returned alone to her grotto residence and continued cultivating.

Although she came and went alone, everyone in Myriad Laws Sect seemed to know her, yet they also kept a faint distance from her.

When the girl returned to her grotto residence that day, she saw a man and a woman waiting for her.

The man’s face was cold and sinister, his expression filled with killing aura.

The woman was bright and beautiful, her face gentle.

The girl said in surprise, “Father! Mother! You’re back?”

The man’s face was cold, and he did not speak. The woman smiled and said, “The Righteous-Demonic War is about to end. From now on, we won’t be away for so long again.”

Looking at the man and woman, Fu Ji said, “Ying Xintian and Yun Taizhen? The two of them are this girl’s parents? Could this girl be the one Yun Taizhen was pregnant with in Li Feng’s dream of memories? In that case, more than ten years have already passed since the era of Li Feng’s memories?”

Zhang Yu’s gaze also shifted slightly. “Senior Ying… actually hid his own daughter’s corpse here?”

In the days that followed, in Ying Yunyao’s eyes, Ying Xintian left early and returned late every day. His face was always expressionless, as if everyone in the world owed him money, making it hard for her to get close to him.

Yun Taizhen was the complete opposite. She got along very well with Ying Yunyao, and in just a few days, they had already become close enough to talk about anything.

Over the next few days, as Ying Yunyao walked through the streets, she heard more and more news about the Righteous-Demonic War.

Although in the past dozen years, the various righteous sects had gained the upper hand in the Righteous-Demonic War, they had never truly dealt with the various demonic sects.

Only recently had rumors spread everywhere that the various demonic sects were about to surrender, rousing all of Myriad Laws Sect into excitement.

That day, as soon as Ying Yunyao returned to the grotto residence, she sensed from far away that the air was filled with crackling electricity, prickling her entire body with goosebumps.

Only after entering the grotto residence did she discover that her parents were in the middle of a fierce argument.

She heard Ying Xintian say with a face full of killing intent, “Now is not the time to accept surrender. We need to keep killing…”

Yun Taizhen earnestly advised him, “Xintian, you can’t keep killing like this.”

They seemed to notice Ying Yunyao’s arrival and soon switched to transmitting their voices, but the killing aura in Ying Xintian’s eyes only grew stronger and stronger, making Ying Yunyao’s heart pound with fear.

She did not understand. Why did Father not seem happy that the demonic path was surrendering? Why did he even seem to want to push the Righteous-Demonic War to continue?

Later, after Ying Yunyao heard many rumors, she finally understood. Too many of Ying Xintian’s fellow disciples had died at the hands of the demonic path, and for the sake of revenge, he was unwilling to stop.

She also heard that he had been searching all along for a traitor named Qi Mengyun, intending to tear her to pieces to avenge them.

“Some people also say… Father has killed too much over the years, and he has gradually fallen into the demonic path without realizing it…”

Thinking of Ying Xintian’s cold, sinister face every day, Ying Yunyao could not help shivering. She felt that he was becoming more and more terrifying.

But what made Ying Yunyao feel relieved was that although her father had enormous influence in the sect, in the end, he still could not cover the sky with one hand. He failed to stop the Righteous-Demonic War from ending.

With the Demon Sect’s formal surrender, the Righteous-Demonic War also came to an end, and the world welcomed a peace it had not seen in a long time.

Ying Yunyao originally thought that with the end of the war, her father would gradually return to normal. Instead, the exact opposite happened.

He seemed trapped inside the Righteous-Demonic War, unable to get out. He was always going around telling people to stay vigilant against demonic path technologies, trying to control this and control that, and even…

“Monitor every person and every object in the entire sect, to prevent demonic path technologies from being abused…”

Ying Yunyao thought about this proposal her father had made and only felt that he had gone completely mad.

In the grotto residence that night, her mother also erupted into an argument with her father.

Yun Taizhen said, “I am the hall master of Demon-Monitoring Hall and also the hall master of Heaven-Observation Hall. How to manage the demonic path is for me to decide! The four words ‘proper use of the demonic path’ are carried on my shoulders. It is not your place to tell me how to manage the demonic path!”

Ying Xintian did not speak. Only his eyes seemed to gleam with a vicious light, making Ying Yunyao afraid and worried that he would suddenly erupt and attack her mother.

Over the next few days, people from all sides came one after another to visit Ying Xintian.

“Senior Brother, what do you mean by this? Monitor everyone? Does that include us too?”

“Ying Xintian, have you lost your mind? The Righteous-Demonic War is already over.”

“Just tell us if you’re short on money. Don’t make such an ugly scene…”

Later, after hearing many people talk about it, Ying Yunyao finally learned that her father had created a Dao Technique convenient for monitoring others, and he intended to take on the business of contracting the entire sect’s surveillance network. That was why he had made such a proposal.

Even after being criticized, cursed at, and attacked by many people… her father still did not stop pushing the matter forward. This also made Ying Yunyao understand for the first time that her father truly wanted to make money.

Ying Yunyao naturally loathed this kind of behavior reeking of money. She did not understand how the former war hero had suddenly become like this.

When she heard that her father had later lost a lot of money, yet still forced himself to keep going, Ying Yunyao secretly shook her head.

Ying Yunyao’s disgust toward her father grew by the day, until Ying Xintian confined her inside the grotto residence, forbidding her from leaving and also forbidding her from meeting her mother… Then that disgust reached a new level.

But her father became even more deranged. Not only did he grow increasingly strict with Ying Yunyao, he had strict requirements for the pills and medicinal foods she took each day, and he inspected her physical condition every single day.

Looking at her father’s cold and ruthless gaze, Ying Yunyao gradually began to feel a trace of fear.

Until one day, when she saw her father standing behind her mother, his face full of killing intent, as if he were about to circulate mana and attack her, Ying Yunyao finally could not hold herself back. She stepped forward and said, “Father! What are you doing? Are you going to kill Mother?”

Ying Xintian had gone completely mad. Ying Yunyao was absolutely certain of this.

So the next day, she found an opportunity to secretly leave the grotto residence, intending to find her mother, Yun Taizhen, and have her protect her.

“Mother, Father has already gone mad!”

Looking at the bright and beautiful mother before her, Ying Yunyao poured out in one breath all the grievances she had suffered lately.

Yun Taizhen listened to her daughter speak and silently comforted her. Then she extended her index finger and gently pressed it toward the space between Ying Yunyao’s brows.

A flash of lightning suddenly appeared, instantly about to pierce through the atmosphere and punch through Ying Yunyao’s body.

But in the very next moment, that bolt of lightning was blocked by someone’s outstretched hand.

Ying Yunyao watched this scene… Feeling the stabbing pain between her brows, along with the goosebumps stirred up all over her body, she abruptly stood up and looked at Yun Taizhen in disbelief. “Mother, what were you doing just now?”

She then looked toward Ying Xintian, who had blocked that thunderbolt for her, as if she had never imagined that the father she hated most would be the one to save her.

Yet Yun Taizhen ignored Ying Yunyao. She merely blew on her fingertip, looked at Ying Xintian, and said, “So you really have been guarding her the entire time. Hehe, how long can you guard her? For the sake of guarding her, you’ve already missed too many opportunities and wasted too many resources. She has dragged you down.”

Ying Xintian looked coldly at Yun Taizhen and said, “Artificial Flesh and artificial spirit essence are both mass-produced from farmed humans. This isn’t something you can hide on your own. There are still people behind you. Who are they?”

Yun Taizhen smiled and said, “Senior Brother, as expected of you. You’ve only been back for such a short time, yet you’ve even uncovered these things.”

“With your personality, you should have exposed everything as soon as possible. Why haven’t you? Let me guess… Senior Brother, you must have already discovered it, haven’t you? Exposing it is useless.”

“Because all of the upper ranks who know about this support me in doing it. If you want to expose me… then you will be making an enemy of the entire Myriad Laws Sect, and of the righteous path under heaven.”

Ying Xintian said, “I can kill you. The Righteous-Demonic War is already over. Even without you, there won’t be a problem.”

Yun Taizhen said coldly, “Kill me? With just you alone?”

“Or with her?”

Yun Taizhen pointed one hand at Ying Yunyao beside them and said flatly, “She is indeed the first generation of artificial human I created, using the bloodline from before I established my Dao lineage. But if you think that alone can make her a flaw in my Dao lineage, then you underestimate me far too much…”

As Ying Xintian and Yun Taizhen confronted each other tit for tat, Ying Yunyao, standing nearby, felt her mind fall into a daze.

In her heart, she thought, “What are you talking about?”

“What farmed humans? What artificial human…”

Ying Yunyao did not want to listen anymore, yet she could not stop the two sides’ utterly unrestrained conversation from constantly drilling into her ears.

And Ying Yunyao was not a fool. Even if she was only listening to fragments of their exchange, she quickly understood many things.

“So… Artificial Flesh is fake? It’s all made from farmed humans?”

“So Father… that’s why he cared about what pills and medicinal foods I ate? He didn’t want me to accidentally eat human flesh?”

“Mother is working on farmed humans, so that’s why his killing intent toward her grew heavier and heavier?”

“I am an artificial human Mother created… so that’s why Father cared about my physical condition?”

“I am a flaw in Mother’s Dao lineage, so she wants to kill me?”

At this moment, in Ying Yunyao’s eyes, Ying Xintian had already become a figure of upright righteousness, imposing and noble.

Meanwhile, Yun Taizhen on the other side was shrouded in demonic energy, her face full of treachery and venom.

Ying Yunyao thought to herself, “So this is… the demonic path? Without anyone realizing it, Mother became like this.”

“So this is what a dream is like?” Fu Ji looked at Ying Xintian and Yun Taizhen in the dream of memories and commented, “Their beauty-filter styles changed instantly. The whole vibe is completely different now.”

Just then, Ying Xintian took another step forward. A surging pressure squeezed the entire grotto residence until it shook, and the sea of clouds in the sky churned along with it.

He looked at Yun Taizhen and said, word by word, “Taizhen, what exactly happened to you? Are the people behind you threatening you? Tell me. I’ll help you.”

Yun Taizhen shook her head. “Senior Brother, I haven’t been threatened, and I haven’t been controlled. I just… figured things out.”

“Senior Brother, stop making trouble in the sect. These days, you’ve been stirring things up over and over. Have you actually succeeded at anything?”

“It’s useless. This is the general trend. You can’t reverse the general trend. If you force it… one day, you’ll only smash yourself to pieces.”

Ying Xintian said, “I am one of the initiators of proper use of the demonic path. I cannot shirk this responsibility. Even if I’m smashed to pieces, I will not regret it.”

Ying Yunyao’s heart shook. Thinking back to everything her father had done after returning, she suddenly felt a sense of understanding.

When Ying Xintian and Yun Taizhen’s negotiations came to nothing, and Ying Yunyao followed her father away, she suddenly asked, “Father… is it because of this that you’re so wary of the demonic path? Is that why you didn’t want to accept the demonic path’s surrender back then, and wanted to kill off the demonic path?”

Ying Xintian’s figure paused slightly. He said, “I never wanted to kill off the entire demonic path.”

“It’s just that… after the demonic path surrendered, the various righteous sects became like jackals, starting to think about dividing up the demonic path’s assets, about taking in and using the demonic path’s top talents.”

“Those top talents of the demonic path are all guilty of monstrous crimes. If they are rashly taken in, they will definitely spread demonic path ideology and bring chaos to the various righteous sects.”

“I originally wanted to kill all such people before the Righteous-Demonic War stopped. Unfortunately… I failed.”

Ying Yunyao said again, “Father… everyone says you wanted to find someone named Qi Mengyun back then to take revenge. Is that true?”

Ying Xintian said, “Qi Mengyun… I did indeed want to kill her. But the reason I wanted to find her was that I discovered there were major problems with her. She… and some people from other sects, seemed to have been deliberately pushed along as fuses to trigger the Righteous-Demonic War early.”

“Unfortunately, ever since the Righteous-Demonic War began, these people vanished one after another without a trace, and I was never able to find them.”

That night, Ying Yunyao and her father talked about many things, and many of their past misunderstandings were resolved.

And as she recalled what her mother was like now, Ying Yunyao at this moment felt that she understood Ying Xintian. He had always been silently fighting against the demonic path in his own way.

At this moment, Ying Xintian also became incomparably towering in her eyes.

“Father,” Ying Yunyao said. “I want to help you.”

“Father, let me help you.”

Ying Xintian said, “Yun Taizhen and the others have enormous power. If you want to help me, you may have to go against more than half of Myriad Laws Sect. Countless people will become your enemies, and you will find it impossible to take a single step within the sect.”

Thinking back to Ying Xintian’s situation, Ying Yunyao retreated in her heart.

In the days that followed, Ying Yunyao watched as Ying Xintian was isolated, marginalized, and misunderstood, just like before… Yet he still went his own way, persisting in his plan to influence Myriad Laws Sect.

Ying Yunyao finally could not help asking, “Father… why do you keep insisting? Even if you ignored all this, no one would blame you, right?”

Ying Xintian said, “Maintaining the righteous path and preventing the world from sliding into the abyss of the demonic path does not necessarily require me to stand forward.”

“But since I can do it, and I also want to do it, then I will do it.”

“Perhaps this is the arrogance of being powerful. Wanting to use the world to carry out one’s own ideals, wanting heaven and earth to operate according to one’s own thoughts, wanting one’s own Dao lineage to stand above everything. All powerful beings in this world have this kind of thought to a greater or lesser extent. I am no exception.”

Ying Yunyao said, “Then what if you fail?”

Ying Xintian said, “Then leave it to the next generation. As long as there are descendants, as long as people pass the flame down generation after generation, then there is still hope.”

Ying Yunyao said, “Father, let me help you.”

This time, Ying Xintian looked at Ying Yunyao’s resolute gaze and said nothing more. He only nodded and said lightly, “All right.”

A moment later, Ying Yunyao suddenly asked again, “Father, do I… count as your daughter?”

Ying Xintian said lightly, “You are an artificial human, and Yun Taizhen did not use my bloodline to create you either. From the perspective of bloodline, the two of us have no father-daughter relationship.”

Just as Ying Yunyao’s expression dimmed, Ying Xintian suddenly said again, “But anyone willing to inherit my ideals is my descendant. Whether they have my bloodline or not does not matter.”

In the days after that, Ying Yunyao continued to assist Ying Xintian, devoting herself to upholding the righteous path.

At the same time, the dream before Zhang Yu dissipated, and lines of writing emerged in front of him. They were Ying Xintian’s message.

“In the end, I still failed to protect Yunyao completely.”

“On the day of her thirtieth birthday, Yun Taizhen assassinated her, making up for the flaw in her own Dao lineage.”

“I searched everywhere for a method, wanting to resurrect her.”

“Later, in Heavenly Demon Sect, I found a Daoist named Reincarnation, who acted to preserve Yunyao’s true spirit for me.”

“Then, in the far west of that era, I met Desolate Ox for the first time. He claimed to have come from the other corner of the world and used his own flesh and blood to preserve a trace of Yunyao’s vitality for me.”

Looking at these lines of writing, Zhang Yu was shocked. “Desolate Ox? He met Oxheart Sage? Met him for the first time? The other corner of the world? …What does that mean?”

Zhang Yu hurriedly asked Desolate Ox in his mind, only to hear the other party say, “The memories I possess are mainly centered on the layered Kunxu back then. I do not have this memory of meeting Ying Xintian.”

At the same time, Ying Xintian’s message continued.

“Although I exhausted every scheme and method, I still could not truly revive Yunyao. I could only speak with her true spirit for a moment each day.”

“I originally wanted to let her be freed.”

“But she…”

The predecessor’s corpse before him slowly opened its eyes. Ying Yunyao looked at Zhang Yu and smiled faintly. “You’re the successor Father chose, aren’t you?”

“When I connected with my dream of memories just now, I also saw some of your memories.”

“You are indeed qualified to inherit Father’s ideals.”

“Then…”

As she spoke, her mouth slowly opened, and she spat out a streak of blood light.

“Father’s bloodline power, along with Yun Taizhen’s Bloodline Information… all of it has been kept here with me.”

“Now it is also time to hand it over to the new generation.”

“But once you inherit it, you will become Father’s successor, and you will also be destined to become Yun Taizhen’s mortal enemy.”

“Have you thought it through?”

Zhang Yu smiled and said, “I’ve been unable to wait for a long time already.”

The next moment, as the blood light poured into Zhang Yu’s body, his Immortal Descendant broke through its shackles at that instant, finally reaching Level 6.

Ying Yunyao’s true spirit slowly dissipated. She looked at Zhang Yu and revealed one final faint smile. “From today onward, you are Father’s new successor.”

“I’ll leave the rest to you.”

At the same time, aside from the entire immortal grotto-heaven undergoing another explosive expansion, its length, width, and height breaking through to ten kilometers in one breath, Zhang Yu also formed a trace of resonance with the entire Labyrinth Realm outside the immortal grotto-heaven.

At this moment, the entire Labyrinth Realm seemed to fall beneath his overlooking gaze, forming strands of mysterious connection with him.

Zhang Yu thought to himself, “Is it because this Labyrinth Realm… was created by Senior Ying Xintian, and now that I’ve truly obtained his bloodline power, I can finally sense it?”

Zhang Yu felt that he could now exert all sorts of influence on the entire Labyrinth Realm, but before he had time to try, he sensed another force surging inside his body.

“Is this Yun Taizhen’s bloodline power?”

However, that power flashed and vanished, seemingly too weak to sense clearly.

Then Zhang Yu looked again in the direction of the Dao Seed Codex. After comprehending it slightly in his mind, he understood the power of Level 6 Immortal Descendant.

And for Zhang Yu’s evaluation of this Level 6 Immortal Descendant, only one word surfaced in his heart: “Strong!”

At the same time, he walked out of the immortal grotto-heaven. Under everyone’s gazes, he saw the giant corpse congratulating him.

Seeing him appear and sensing the grotto-heaven power on Zhang Yu, Ying Aikun said angrily, “On what grounds?”

“In terms of background, wealth, and strength, which one of those does Zhang Yu surpass me in? On what grounds does he get to accept the immortal inheritance?”

Faced with Ying Aikun’s question, the giant corpse said, “Perhaps it is because he has a heart like an immortal crystal. In Senior Ying’s eyes, that heart is more important than everything you mentioned.”

“Bullshit!”

Ying Aikun shouted angrily and took a step forward. He had already pierced through the void and appeared directly behind Zhang Yu.

In his view, if not for Bu Yingshu covering him, could Zhang Yu even count as a person?

If he could not control the immortal shuttle, could Zhang Yu withstand a single move from him?

“How could that old thing’s inheritance be so easy to accept?”

“He has only just obtained the inheritance’s power. He definitely cannot use it skillfully yet.”

“Then I’ll seize this chance!”

A cold light flashed in Ying Aikun’s eyes, and he had already made up his mind. “While he hasn’t found his footing yet, I’ll directly seize back my immortal inheritance!”

And in the scene before him, the Spiritual Realm was cut off, the inside and outside were sealed, there was no interference from Bu Yingshu and no protection from the immortal shuttle. To him, the Zhang Yu before his eyes was simply as defenseless as a chicken.

At the same time as this thought arose, Ying Aikun had already formed Dao seals with his hands and activated the power of the Qiankun Gourd again, enveloping Zhang Yu before him.

Invisible grotto-heaven power swept toward Zhang Yu. But in the next moment, there was a booming explosion, stirring up layer upon layer of ripples before Zhang Yu.

The two sides’ grotto-heavens collided violently at this moment. Ying Aikun felt as if his Qiankun Gourd had slammed into some small world. The other party’s grotto-heaven was so firm and solid that no matter how he cast his incantations, he could hardly drive it forward in the slightest.

Seeing that Ying Aikun was still straining, Zhang Yu smiled faintly and said, “What tier is your spatial artifact? And you dare ram it against my immortal grotto-heaven?”

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